I just wanted them to die," said Poison. "They didn't have to make such a drama about it.
Chris WoodingOn reflection,โ Crake said to Frey, as they huddled behind an upturned table, โthis wasnโt one of your better plans.
Chris WoodingImagination is as close as we will ever be to godhead . . . for in imagination, we can create wonders.
Chris WoodingOnce upon a time there was a young lady who lived in a marsh, and her name was Poison.
Chris WoodingPoison." he said, deadpan. "That's an unusual name to give your child. You must love her very much." She's a treasure." Bram agreed, blithely ignoing the sarcasm. .... Then went a few dozen feet in silence, until they were out of eaarshor of the gaurd. She's a treasure." Poison mimicked, and Bram burst out laughing.
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